Happy Tycoon

At dinner, Yang Jing deliberately opened a bottle of precious red wine, nicknamed "Celebrating a Happy Trip."

In this regard, Grid is naturally particularly happy-this elm knot has finally opened up, and knows the romance...

When the girl was happy, she naturally drank more. Grid’s alcohol volume is not considered strong, so when this bottle of red wine was drunk, Grid was already dizzy, and after traveling so many places during the day, after returning to the hotel room, he didn’t say much. In other words, Grid fell asleep deeply.

After Grid fell asleep, Yang Jing tiptoed to the bathroom again, looked at the time, and after putting on a dress, a shuttle skill came to the time and space in the summer of 1982. As for the coordinate location, it was naturally Shushan. Gunan Old Street.

Yang Jing's choice of shuttle location was located at a corner by the Li River. He had already found the location when visiting Gunan Street during the day. This corner is located in a blind spot, as long as there is no one in the corner, it is impossible for anyone to see him outside.

In addition, the time when Yang Jing shuttled here was early in the morning. Except for some old men and old ladies who got up early because they felt young, there were hardly any other people in the whole Gunan Street.

Yang Jing was wearing a pair of Adidas sportswear from the early 1980s, with a pair of sneakers on his feet, and a backpack on his back. He got out of the corner. At first glance, this young man is a traveler. This dress will not cause The suspicion of others. Of course, before he shuttled, he also fine-tuned his appearance.

After walking not far along the ancient street that he had walked through during the day, Yang Jing saw a pair of white old men and women sitting at the door of his house peeling water chestnuts, and seeing Yang Jing coming from a distance. The old lady was kind. He smiled at Yang Jing, and the old man looked at Yang Jing vigilantly. Obviously, this old man was very vigilant.

The old man had a gray head and was very thin. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses. He looked very awkward and at the same time familiar.

Yang Jing took out his Polaroid camera and took a few photos of the old couple. After the photos were dry, he walked over with a smile and gave three of them to the kind-looking old man. Mrs.

"Hello grandma, I am a British overseas Chinese. I came here to travel here this time. I saw your old couple peeling water chestnuts and felt very, very harmonious and warm, so I couldn't help taking a few pictures of your old couple. Take a look at the photo, do you still like it?"

The old grandmother took the photo with a smile, took out a pair of reading glasses from the dustpan next to her and put it on, squinted her eyes, and then her face became a flower: "Yeah, this photo is a good shot. , Boy, thank you..."

What the old grandma said was the local dialect, and Yang Jing couldn’t understand it, but the old lady seemed to know that what she said was difficult for outsiders to understand, so she deliberately slowed down when she spoke. One is almost the same.

The old lady showed the photo to her wife again. The old man took the photo and looked at it, and the tight face also showed a smile.

This is not like a few decades later, you can take pictures with just a mobile phone. In these days, taking pictures is still a more luxurious thing. You have to go to the photo studio to take pictures, and you have to wait for several days to get the pictures. Where have these old couples ever seen such a Polaroid camera?

In fact, if it were not for getting to know these two old people, Yang Jing would not risk taking out this kind of camera. You must know that it will take another ten years for this kind of Polaroid camera to be developed, and there is no such kind of camera in the world.

However, Yang Jing estimated that these two old people didn’t know when the Polaroids appeared, and there was no one around, so he took the risk to take out this camera to take pictures of the two old people to get the two old people’s photos. Good impression.

Sure enough, as soon as the three photos came out, the two old men were less vigilant towards Yang Jing, especially the old man, who directly asked in non-standard Mandarin: "Young man, are you an overseas Chinese?"

"Well, grandpa, I am a returned overseas Chinese. I only returned to China with my parents in the first half of this year. I don't want to go hiking during the summer vacation and meet your second elder here."

Yang Jing's explanation made the alert look on the old man's face disappear a lot again. The old man looked at Yang Jing and squeezed a smile on his face and said, "Young man, what's the fun of you coming here?"

"Oh, grandpa, you are mistaken about that. Look around here, all of them are our classic ancient Chinese buildings. These are all the essence left by our ancestors. In the UK, I can see Less than such good buildings, don’t look at the high-rise buildings everywhere in the UK, but there is such an ancient architecture full of the charm of the south of the Yangtze River. I like it here, the ancient buildings here, and the river water here. Love everything here!"

Yang Jing's words, especially the words "our ancestors" he said, made the old man and the old lady smile again. This time the smile was obviously a lot happier, so Yang Jing decided to strike while the iron was hot.

"Moreover, I heard from my friends that this is the source of our Chinese purple clay pots. When I was in the UK, I especially liked the purple clay pots left by our ancestors. I also have a set of purple clay pots handed down during the Republic of China. I like it very much, so I have always wanted to take a look at the source of the real purple clay pot. No, this time I return to China and I can finally get what I wanted."

When the old couple heard Yang Jing's words, they looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces increased.

The old man smiled and asked, "Young man, do you like purple clay pots?"

"Of course, grandpa, you don't know how much I like purple clay teapots. This beautiful teapot is full of an indescribable charm, and people will involuntarily indulge in it. Oh, buy! The ancestors of China are really It’s amazing to be able to create such a beautiful thing. I really like this beautiful purple clay pot."

Sure enough, this kind of praise made the old man smile again. It can be seen that this old man enjoys this kind of praise, even if Yang Jing is not praising him, but Yang Jing praises the purple clay pot so much. It seems that it is no different from praising him.

The old man grabbed a horse from his side and handed it to Yang Jing. Yang Jing took it and sat down opposite the old couple.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Albert Yang, well, this is my English name, and my Chinese name is Yang Nan." Yang Jing naturally would not report his real name, only the second cousin's name. Reported up.

"Yang Nan? The name is good." The old man nodded slightly, "Then you are here just to see the origin of the purple clay pot culture?"

"Grandpa, it’s just one of my purposes to come here to see this place with my own eyes. I heard from my friends that there are many masters of purple clay pots here, so I thought if I could buy a purple clay pot made by a certain master, then It’s my lucky kid. My dad in the province always shows off with the set of purple clay pots handed down from the Republic of China..."

The old lady was amused by Yang Jing's words and laughed again, turned her head and said a few words to the old man, but these words were spoken so quickly that Yang Jing really couldn't understand it.

After listening to his wife's words, the old man hesitated for a while, and then said to Yang Jing: "Young man, as the saying goes, meeting is destined. You came to our Dingshu town and met our old couple again. , It can be considered fate. Old man, I happen to also make purple clay pots. Since you like purple clay pots so much, then you can follow me in to see. If you like which one, my old man will give you a set and treat it as you. Our old couple are paid for taking pictures."

"Ah? Grandpa, you also make purple clay pots? Then you must be a great master."

The old man smiled and waved his hand and said: "What a great master, he has been making purple clay pots since he was a child, and he has been in this business for a lifetime."

With that, the old man was about to stand up, but with a little effort, Yang Jing hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the old man.

"Hey... old man! This guy, you can't be old if you don't accept it!" After standing up, the old man punched his waist and said with emotion.

"I think Grandpa, you are still in good health. By the way, Grandpa, you have 80 this year, right?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "Not yet, but it's almost the same. Old man, I will be seventy-nine years old this year~www.readwn.com~I will only be eighty next year. Hey, this man, at this age, he can I'll be alive in the next few years."

"Look at what you said. With your toughness, I think it's absolutely fine to live to ninety-nine."

The old man was amused and laughed.

After following the old man into the antique wooden door, the scene inside the house made Yang Jing take a breath.

This house is a two-story brick and wood building. The room on the first floor is about 20 square feet, which is similar to the living room, but there is no furnishings in the living room of ordinary people, such as sand, coffee table, and TV. I can’t see anything, but in the middle of the room there is a rectangular table with a length of two to three meters and a width of more than one meter. There are a lot of tools and half-made purple clay pots on it. This should be a workbench. .

On the four walls of the house, there are four hand-made wooden frames, which are almost as high as the roof and ceiling, and they are almost as wide as the entire wall. The four wooden racks are all purple clay teapots. There are individual teapots and a complete set of purple clay teapots with teapots and cups. They are densely placed on wooden shelves. It is estimated that there are hundreds of (sets). Purple clay teapot.

The most important thing is that each of these purple clay pots is full of an indescribable charm. This charm is indescribable, but it makes people look very comfortable. Even if Yang Jing is not very proficient in purple clay pots, he can still It can be seen at a glance that these purple clay pots are definitely the best of the best.

These purple clay pots are definitely not comparable to those on the market.

Yang Jing turned to look at the old man who was still smiling, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "Could this old man who looks like an ordinary rural old man also be a generation of purple clay pot masters?"

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